"It's a toxin, but it hasn't been refined by the energy mill." The Sword of Perdition shook, and the equatorial wind spoke.

"Instead of being refined, on the contrary, the energy with a similar origin is extracted from the grinding disc, and this thing is growing on its own." Xuanyuan Nanxing turned around and looked at the light streak in the center of the stomach pouch, and his face was cloudy.

Originally, the first night elf split by Xuanyuan Nanxing floated out of its body and was swallowed by the ghost ancient king.

After the first wisp of toxin fell into the stomach pouch, it was quickly crushed by the energy mill and dissipated without a trace. Therefore, Xuanyuan Nanxing didn't care too much, and never thought that the toxin had not really dissipated, but quietly hibernation in the gastric juice.

The toxins taken out by the prophet were so remarkable that they infiltrated the stomach with a unique spiritual infiltration, figuring out which energies could be absorbed and utilized, which energies needed to be circumvented, and which energies could be eliminated.

Such a toxin is like an electronic virus, constantly cracking and improving, and unknowingly, sublimated to a very high level.

If there was no toxin in the body of the night elves behind, no matter how powerful the first wisp of toxin was, it would be difficult to show it, and I never thought that the ancient king would swallow the twelve night elves, and this time he would pierce the sky, and the total amount of toxins would reach an extraordinary level, and he would have the qualifications to make waves.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A purple gold light pattern appeared in the air, mysterious and unpredictable, emitting a faint light.

Xuanyuan Nanxing couldn't help but think about it, as if Melia had used similar light patterns when she was the queen. However, the light patterns seem to be imprinted on some medium, and can only be activated by special means.

The purple and gold light patterns in front of him were very different, they were made up of wisps of toxins intertwined, and the whole body had an aura that stifled all things in the universe.

"Nanxing, defend with all your might! I don't know what kind of impact it will have. The equatorial wind reminded in great solemnity, this light pattern is connected to the supreme divine power, it is difficult to measure the current level of human technology, and it is impossible to judge the data flow of the title badge brush, once the light pattern absorbs sufficient power, it will burst out, and the vitality is slim.

"It's not that bad, since the day of my debut, I've survived many dangers, and it's not bad today." Although Xuanyuan Nanxing said this, he was more cautious than the equatorial wind, and he raised his hand to release dozens of mini-pyramids, which were listed in front of him like shields.

At such a moment, it is necessary to spend blood, and even take out two "hump" pyramids to prepare for detonation at a critical moment. Even if it is eaten by a spiritual tsunami, it is better than poisoning.

Xuanyuan Nanxing was furious in his heart, it was not enough to kill the Divine Good News Prophet once, the old witch was actually resurrected, and sooner or later he would have to settle accounts with her.

After a period of rest, the title badge is rejuvenated, and it communicates purgatory again and builds a spatial barrier.

In order to resist the unknown dangers, in the Life Badge, several units are running at full capacity, infusing energy into the Title Badge. Let the space barrier thicken little by little, the space is overlapped, and the defense is greatly improved.

Even so, he still felt that it was not enough, and summoned Abu.

The giant colorful phoenix spreads its wings and envelops its owner. Xuanyuan Nanxing closed his eyes and gripped the Sword of Destruction tightly, leaving the blade facing forward, ready to withstand the impact.

After the purple gold light pattern appeared, it forcibly absorbed the energy of the similar origin in the energy grinding disc, and the gastric juice was actually forcibly suppressed by it, where was there still turbulent waves? Where is the monstrous power? The stomach pouch suddenly became silent, silent.

Xuanyuan Nanxing didn't make a move, but the Ghost Ancient King couldn't wait, there was something in its body that was wantonly suppressed, and the wall of the stomach suddenly burst out with bright light, and the dense light silk swept towards the purple gold light pattern, and attacked it in groups.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

These filaments of light are transcendent states that have been condensed to the limit of dark energy and transformed into an extraordinary state. The essence is still dark energy, but the nature of the manifestation is completely different, and wherever the light filament goes, the space begins to shatter in a small area.

"It's so strong." Xuanyuan Nanxing secretly admired, although he closed his eyes at the moment, everything in the stomach pouch was reflected in his mind, and every trace of energy fluctuation could not escape the sense.

The Ghost Ancient King did not hesitate to spend years of accumulated strength to launch an attack on the purple gold light pattern, precisely because with its spiritual intelligence, he faintly felt that this thing was extraordinary, and it might break its stomach pouch again, which was something that could not be tolerated no matter what.

There are thousands of light filaments, winding towards the purple gold light pattern, and soon the light pattern is submerged in it, as if there is no trace of resistance.

The Ghost Ancient King let out a hearty roar, and it didn't expect to cover the purple gold light pattern so easily. However, Regulus took the opportunity to retreat backwards, close to the stomach wall.

Suddenly, a startling light flickered.

The purple gold light color expanded rapidly, and the light filament condensed by dark energy was unexpectedly invincible. In other words, this mysterious toxin just restrained the dark energy, and the prophet took great pains to exterminate the Xuanyuan South Star.

It was very dangerous at the moment, and Regulus Nanxing took a deep breath and got ready.

The ancient-level ghost ancient king was indeed domineering, the stomach wall opened five holes, the dazzling light pillar shone on the purple gold light, and the gastric juice below turned into a large net, surrounding the periphery, ready to shroud it at any time.

It's useless, no matter how strong the Ghost Ancient King is, this purple gold light pattern is so difficult to entangle. A part that had just been wiped out soon spawned a new part was quickly born, and it seemed to be evolving, adapting to the dark energy washout and expanding.

After a few seconds, a super-strong radiation appeared on the outside of the toxin, like a hazy mist. To Xuanyuan Nanxing's shock, this layer alone was like mist radiation, which could withstand the attack of the Ghost Ancient King.

"Neurotic! How rebellious is this toxin? In order to destroy me, how good would it be to use such means to destroy Bernard God of War? The elves are really ill-intentioned, and killing me is tantamount to being an enemy. "Xuanyuan Nanxing is full of domineering intent, and he doesn't want to fall like this.

Between the lightning and flint, a purple halo appeared, crushing towards the surroundings.

"It's coming!" The equatorial wind shouted, and the mini-pyramids piled up in front of him suddenly exploded, and the spiritual tsunami washed indiscriminately, and two humps were thrown out and shattered in the spiritual tsunami, resulting in an even more violent rush.

The Ghost Ancient King's huge body rolled on the ground, and after many years, it actually felt pain again. Not to mention how difficult the damn purple light streaks were, the sudden mental tsunami caused it even more damage.

The gastric juice turned over the river and the sea, and the ghost ancient king grabbed it to his chest with a wave of his claws, and it actually relied on the strong will it that had been cultivated for many years, temporarily resisted the spiritual tsunami wash, and dug out the stomach pouch from its body, and threw it out far away.

If you can't bear it, hide from the head office!

The loss was too great, and the Ghost Ancient King rolled forward, probing his claws and grabbing at his own splinter. These two medieval-level ghost kings have the same root and origin as it, and they have been kept out for many years, so that they can recover quickly when they are seriously injured.

The two ancient kings were in a daze, easily restrained by their mothers, and the two star judges they had just attacked breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated backwards in embarrassment, not wanting to stay here.

Fortunately, two night elves unexpectedly withdrew and did not join in, otherwise the purple light pattern would be more perfect, and the speed of evolution would be even faster, and once formed, there would be almost no way to resist it.

Xuanyuan Nanxing was shaken a lot in the spiritual tsunami. This is really a thousand kills and eight hundred self-inflicted losses. However, it is extremely correct to use the spirit tsunami at this moment, even though the toxin is not afraid of the spirit attack, it is affected to a certain extent, and it cannot be approached in the first place.

As soon as the Ghost Ancient King threw out the stomach pouch, Xuanyuan Nanxing regained his senses, and everything in the outside world appeared in his mind. Without hesitation, he twisted his wrist slightly, a narrow slit appeared behind him, and the sword of perdition hummed and carried its master through it.

It's too dangerous, and if you delay it for a few seconds, you're bound to be attacked by toxins.

Abu spread his wings, grabbed his master's shoulders, and flew backwards. At this moment, the stomach pouch of the Ghost Ancient King burst open, and tens of millions of rays of light poured out from it, like a rain of light.

The Ghost Ancient King was huge, and received more light and rain, and wisps of black smoke came out of his body, making an earth-shattering howl.

There are also those two elven star judges, even if they retreat far away, they are also affected, and a little rain of light falls on their bodies, making their faces distorted, and their bodies falling little by little, and they are hit hard.

Under the influence of a mysterious force, most of the light rain gathered together and rushed towards Xuanyuan South Star. At this moment, the Sword of Perdition is like a banner, absorbing all the dark energy in the stomach bag to resist the lore.

The darkness formed a curtain of light, but it was not enough to resist the rain of light that had converged into a waterfall.

The light waterfall is majestic, which makes Xuanyuan Nanxing feel a sense of powerlessness. However, the dignity of the emperor did not allow him to be defeated, and since the old witch wanted his life, she did not let the other party get her wish, and swung the sword of destruction forward.

The sword light formed arcs of light one after another, and it stayed in the air.

Suddenly, the arc of light collapsed, disrupting the normal spatial order, and in front of Xuanyuan South Star, there seemed to be one broken light mirror after another.

The waterfall washed in, but it could not cross the thunder pool, and a lot of light rain fell into the chaotic spatial rift, which disappeared as the spatial rift quickly recovered, and was banished to another dimension.

The scene was exhilarating, as if Regulus could really resist the washout. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and there was a purple streamer in the waterfall, ignoring the spatial rift and moving forward with lightning speed.

It's too fast, and if you are someone else, you don't have time to react.

This is also Xuanyuan Nanxing, every second is controlling the battle situation, every second is probing the truth and reality, he is careful enough to find the danger first, and the detective is ten pyramids.

Now that he had rushed out of the stomach pouch and had more space to sway, the moment the pyramid was thrown out, the shadow dragon danced in his robe, and teleported backwards with Xuanyuan Nanxing and Abu seven or eight hundred meters away.

The shock wave on the battlefield was strong, and even if the thirty-six shadow dragons in their robes were fully armed, they could only teleport so far.

At such an important moment, being able to distance himself from each other is really too many benefits for Xuanyuan Nanxing. Look at the two star judges from the elven race, sitting cross-legged on the ground and trying their best to force the poison, so it seems that even if they are contaminated with a little bit of poison, they will be miserable.

There is also the ghost ancient king, who was attacked by the rain of light, and also appeared abnormal, with huge bubbles bulging up one after another on his body, almost unable to maintain his body, and he couldn't stop roaring, and he was embarrassed.

Xuanyuan Nanxing only found out at this time that he was a little confused when he came out, he had already arrived at the entrance of the passage to the ninth layer, the poisonous light had become more condensed after the impact of a strong spiritual tsunami, and after only thinking for half a second, he raised his leg and rushed towards the ninth layer of the underground palace.

(To be continued)